Malice's Soul by E.C. Land (urban books to read .TXT) 📕

“We nearly lost Gavin. Willow’s beside herself with the thought. She’d thought at first he was resting peacefully when she’d checked on them and found Gemini burning up. Now she’s demanding to hurt whoever attempted to kill her babies,” I mutter with a shake of my head as I remember how she spoke to that nurse when we first got to the hospital.

Sighing, Hammer shakes his head and then focuses back on me. “You think they might have had anything to do with this?”

I don’t have to ask who ‘they’ are to understand who he’s talking about. “I don’t know. I wouldn’t put it past them. Though, then again, they’d want them alive in order to have them take over the family bullshit.”

“We’ll keep an eye out and we’ll find who tried to hurt your kids,” Hammer declares, ending the conversation.

“Appreciated. Can you do me a favor and call Wesley? He’ll wanna know about this,” I mutter, not really wanting to call him and bring him in on it, but Willow’s his granddaughter and my kids are his family too.

Fuck.

Nodding, he heads out to go check on his own kid and ol’ lady. He’ll make sure to help figure out what’s going on.

Cy goes with Hammer leaving Axe and a few others standing around the room waiting for answers. They won’t leave, not yet, at least. Not until we have answers as to what’s going on and whether or not someone is going to come after my family again.

I talk with them again briefly before going back into the NICU to where my sons and daughter are resting under the watchful eye of my exhausted woman. She’d not gone back to sleep once since waking up to them being sick.

I take a seat in the chair next to Willow and pull her into my arms. She rests against me and allows me to stroke her hair. Shortly after, she slumps further into me, having passed out finally.

Good, she’ll need her rest. I know I’ve been up well over twenty-four hours now and I don’t care. I’ll sleep when I’m dead. Until then, I’m sitting vigil ‘til we find out who did this to Gates, Gavin, and Gemini.

My mind wonders to my parents and uncle as questions fill my head with thoughts of them possibly trying to do something to harm one of my children in order to cause me pain for not toeing the line with them as they wanted. No, drugging my kids nearly killing them isn’t their style.

They’d want my children rather than killing them.

Going even further into my thoughts, I think of my ol’ lady’s childhood and how her own mother tried to sell her to someone to pay off her debts.

Stupid, who would want to do something so vile to Willow? She’s unique and special in her own way and has a light around her that sends my cold heart up in flames, making me want to live again.

Days pass and the triplets get better, but this morning the doctor pulled me aside and spoke to me about the possibility of this happening again if they’re discharged. Considering the culprit is sitting in the shed behind my clubhouse, awaiting their punishment to begin, I tell him they’ll be safe going home.

Because it’s the truth.

Stupid fuckin’ cunt wanted to be all pissy because for the past year, she’s been trying to get me to fuck her. I’ve never had a problem fuckin’ the slobber-crawlers until after meeting Willow and seeing how my Prez, who’s also my best friend, could push them aside for his ol’ lady.

Certain women are worth doing so for. It’s why for nearly a year, it’s been nothing but my hand around my cock.

Stupid slobber-crawler has some major questions to answer. Ones she’s yet to answer for Axe or even Dagger. That’s alright. I don’t hurt women, but I know who to call. She’ll come down and help without hesitation. I’m sure Hammer won’t mind seeing his niece. Shit, his nephew might come with her as well. Hades is part of the Franklin charter and is protective of the women up there, most especially his ol’ lady Emerson and his sister Ally. Ally is similar to Willow in being unique. She’s a pure soul but one who’s marked with darkness around her as she’s lived through hell.

Ally will come and work her magic in making the stupid bitch talk. But from her phone records Cy found, I already have my suspicions as to what she’s been doing with her time at the clubhouse.

“Mattox, they’re ready to be loaded up,” Willow murmurs wrapping her arms around my waist, pulling me out of my thoughts about what will happen in the coming days.

“Then let’s get them home, Dewdrop,” I rasp, more than ready to get them home and to hold my ol’ lady in our bed. For that matter, I’d like to fuckin’ be able to give my ol’ lady her property patch without something else happening for at least a few hours, so I can hold her to me while doing so.

“If you take two of them, I’ll carry the other.” Already I’m shaking my head with a grin as I look down at my ol’ lady.

“Not gonna happen, Dewdrop. Already got Gunner on his way up. Texted him with a time earlier since we needed a lift out of here. Considering the truck is still at the clubhouse,” I inform her.

“Oh, I forgot,” she says sheepishly.

“Baby, your mind has been where it needed to be for the past week. Hell, woman, your mind has been where it needed to be for the past months. On our kids,” I mutter, stroking a finger along her cheek swiping away at the tears that slip down her cheek.

One thing about my woman is she tears up at anything and I’m okay with that. Long as it’s me who she comes to wipe them